right in the kisser.

I’ve made so many decisions in my life and carried out so few of them that the word itself has Continue reading →

hey, who’s the god here?

Maybe I’m reading step 3 wrong, but it looks like I get to make my own God. Like Build-A-Bear. Step Continue reading →

suckin’ on a soup bone.

My insanities are very diligent. There is no quit. If it means pulling an all-nighter obsessing, so be it. That’s Continue reading →

…and the horse you rode in on.

Don’t give them the satisfaction. That was the advice I received whenever I was wound up by teasing and bullying Continue reading →

not my concern.

It wasn’t that I didn’t believe in God. I just didn’t think he believed in me. Not in a negative way, Continue reading →

doorknob.

It’s an extreme example, the doorknob. I’ve heard compatriots say that their higher power could be anything; as long as Continue reading →

take me out, coach.

That’s it exactly, right? I was the player/manager of my world. The power hitter, the reliever, the defensive substitution. Only Continue reading →

arithmetic bad.

It’s amazing what passes for living when you’re an alcoholic. It’s even more amazing what passes for managing said life. Continue reading →